| So you think you been workin’hard,
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| Givin’it all that you can,
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| And nothin’seems to make it better,
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| You’re gonna scratch it for a whole new plan.
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| Street life, it ain’t right,
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| When you feel you’ve grown apart.
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| You’ve gotta scratch and bite,
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| And punch and fight.
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| Take my hand, I’ll lead through the night.
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| It’s there, it’s all there for the taking.
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| It’s there, and it’s waiting for you for the making.
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| Now your lastin', from day to day,
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| Well you’re waitin’for the world to change.
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| You’re just goin’through all of the motions,
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| While you’re caught up on a mystery train.
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| No luck, ain’t that tough,
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| You see it’s all just a part of the game.
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| You gotta scratch and bite,
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| And punch and fight,
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| Just to be a part of what shall remain.
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| It’s there, it’s all there for the taking.
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| It’s there, and it’s waiting for you for the making.
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| Just waiting for the taking.
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| So you think you been workin’hard,
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| Givin’it all that you can,
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| And nothin’seems to make it better,
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| You’re gonna scratch it for a whole new plan.
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| Street life, it ain’t right,
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| When you feel that you’ve grown apart.
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| You’ve gotta scratch and bite,
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| And punch and fight.
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| Take my hand, I’ll lead through the night.
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| It’s there, it’s all there for the taking.
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| It’s there, and it’s waiting for you, for the making.
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| Oh yeah.
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| Waiting for you, it’s waiting for me, it’s waiting for all man.
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| Oh yeah.
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| You gotta scratch and bite,
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| You gotta punch and fight.
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| Waiting, waiting for the taking,
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| waiting for the taking, waiting for the taking… |